These memories Unfairly risen from distant, awkward past Shimmer on horizon Distort the view Reflections From murky mirror in rusty frame Hint at what once was Mar the recollections With clouded silvered glass And cobwebs draped in ornate corners Eyes focused forward We march toward the future But our boot laces Like these memories Remain […]
Wearing his trunks in the hotel pool, a poem written 9 Feb 2018 in Ridgecrest, CA.
2011 was a tough year for Patrick. He desperately needed to sell the house that he and Stephanie had bought and built together, endured heart surgery early in the year, then in the fall he tumbled and broke his foot while trying to build a chicken coop. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.